C6 The Appearance of the Mysterious Girl

Chen Xueliu's death before my eyes, or suicide in this strange way, caused both nervousness and fear to fill my brain in an instant.

Ignoring the nauseous smell coming from the toilet, I held my chest and took a deep breath. At this moment, Fang Zhen was already frightened out of his wits by Chen Xuanliu's ferocious death. He let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Qin Wu fell to the ground, trembling as he took out his cell phone to call the police.

With so many people dying in the school, the head teacher and the police almost arrived at the same time.

The medical examiner examined Chen Xueliu's body, and the few of us were ordered to return to the classroom.

After all, the news of Chen Xueliu raping Fang Zheng had spread like wildfire, and then the news of Chen Xuanliu dying in the toilet spread. As the person present at that time, I was naturally pulled by a group of people to ask all sorts of questions.

"It's Faust... His punishment... "Chen Xueliu didn't rape or kill any of the boys in Class 1, so …"

I softly spoke my guess and felt a burst of fear. My palms were covered in sweat, and the expression on Chen Xueliu's face before his death was etched into my eyes. I immediately recalled the scene when I closed my eyes.

The originally noisy class seemed like they had been pushed to a halt, with countless dead people in the class. Li Liang could be said to have accidentally caused this matter with Chen Xuanliu to happen, like a sledgehammer smashing down on everyone's hearts.

"NO!" How to... How is that possible, will we all die? " The one who spoke was the bookworm who had a good relationship with Chen Xuanliu. He seemed to be frightened by Chen Xuanliu's encounter, afraid that he would be the next unlucky person.

Most of the students' faces changed. However, they still felt that it was a fluke that they would not be the next person. Or it could be said that all of this was just a coincidence.

"It won't happen. Students, don't believe these random things. It was just a coincidence." Qin Wu, this vile character of his, acted like he was the one to comfort everyone.

Yang Yang said in a provocative manner: "If it's fake, then where did the red packet you received come from?"

Qin Wu speechlessly hesitated, he didn't know how to refute.

"The school legend... Could it be that there really was a ghost in the school … You're targeting our class? "

The younger brother in the corner, who usually didn't talk much, suddenly spoke up.

Everyone in the class felt themselves to be in danger. A few girls were whispering to each other, and there were even sounds of crying.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and as soon as the police came in, Qin Wu jumped up and pointed at my nose. "Right, police officer, that's him. Chen Xuanliu must have been killed by him, and when I entered, he was lying on the ground.

I cursed silently in my heart. I glared at him, but before I could retort, the police officer who gave my statement knocked on the table impatiently to signal for us to quiet down. He led me to the police station.

I told him everything that had to be said. Of course, since I had hidden the Faustus game, for some reason, I had a hunch that I had to keep it to myself.

At that time, many of the students present were able to prove that I had gone to help. As one of the parties involved, Fang Zheng also had to take notes and at the same time, prove my innocence.

As for how Chen Xuanliu died, the two of us can't explain it clearly. The place of the accident is the toilet, so no matter where, we can't install a surveillance camera in the men's room, let alone the men's room. At that time, Chen Xuanliu seemed to have been controlled by something, he broke his own neck — no one would believe it even if he said that.

The medical examiner walked in with a dark expression and whispered a few words to the police. In a trance, I heard the words' fingerprints, mental illness, suicide 'and understood that without scientific explanation, the police thought Chen Xuanliu was crazy to rape his classmates and commit suicide.

We never touched his neck, and his neck was shattered, so our fingerprints proved our innocence.

After getting rid of the suspicion, the police gave us a few words of consolation and then told us to go back to school.

It was dark outside the police station. Dark clouds covered the top of his head, and the dark clouds were pressing down on him. It seemed like it was going to rain soon.

I dragged my tired body and mind home. There was no one at home, and I wasn't in the mood to cook for something like this. I cooked a bag of instant noodles and casually dealt with my empty stomach.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, I couldn't help but take out my phone to check today's news. I remembered that there were many people taking photos, but unexpectedly, Chen Xuanliu's incident seemed to have been suppressed by someone without any news.

Lifting my head and pressing my swollen temples, I turned around and took the rest of the sleeping pills I had bought earlier from my sleepless night. Lying on the bed, I looked at the ghost stories from school.

A breeze blew my hair, and I opened my eyes. The bright sunlight made my whole body feel warm. I sat up and relaxed a little. Then, I looked around.

I lay in the middle of a dais, surrounded by no one, and when I looked down I thought I was on the roof, climbing down the stairs. I was close to the edge of the dais, as if for fear that someone might jump out of it and surround it with a netted fence.

Looking down through the gap in the fence, he saw a quiet football field and a rubber track. Looking to the left, he saw a familiar building.

I was surprised. Wasn't this the school? How could the sun be empty at noon?

The whole school was eerily quiet. I started to get nervous and swallow my saliva.

As I turned to go downstairs, I saw a slender figure with its back to me, and I took a step back and leaned against the fence.

"It scared me. Luckily, there was a fence."

I muttered something, and the person in front of me had long waist-length hair that shone softly in the sunlight. He wore a school uniform and stood on tiptoe, looking down curiously at the school through the fence.

The girl seemed to hear my voice and turned around.

A gust of wind blew her hair in the wind, hiding her face, and I saw her raise her hand, white as an onion, and pull it back. I pressed my lips together but did not open my mouth, and the glare of the sun hurt my eyes so much that I could not open them, as if there was something around her that prevented me from seeing her face.

"Who are you?"

There was no sound. She didn't answer me, but squinted to see her gesticulating at me, as if she wanted to say something to me. Instinct told me that what she said was important to me.

"Can you say that again?"

I probed him with my question. The moment I said those words, the scene before me suddenly disappeared. It was as though someone had suddenly knocked me unconscious, causing me to instantly lose my intuition.

When I opened my eyes again, I was looking at the familiar ceiling.